This is a song about "Nobel peace prize"

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

And see that she is the real #1 prize

You should prize your lives cause there's no sequel

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Its open mic night and i'm going to win the grand prize

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

We can make more, make babies

Where my idol lays resting in peace

Despise us, we're deprived of a slice of the cake prize,

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Whatever im bored so peace

Got tired of running from the police

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

So much for that peace prize fuckin hypocrite

And get the prize, and respect you kids cant get

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead